In the shadows of the acorn tree, watching the squirrels race around gathering acorns. Their busy little hands rotating them, examining each acorn. Hoarding them, even brawling with other squirrels for access to the best trees. Daring acrobats that risk life and limb to collect them from the willowy ends of branches.

I sat outside today eating sushi and miso soup in the sunSome squirrels came by and stared at me hopefullyI put a bit of miso soup in the lid and set it out for themBut they weren't interestedThen a gust of cold wind blew the lid over and the soup was spilledOne of the squirrels went for the crumbs in an old potato chip bag instead